The Trick of Longevity, Paper-cutting Becomes a Spirit

Chapter 82 Zuoqiu Sheng (Tuesday for further reading)
Lu Qian cut off the hummingbird's vision and returned to his own.

In the room, everything is as usual.

Lu Qian opened his eyes, turned to look at Zuo Qiuling, and asked, "What's your father's name?"

Zuoqiu Ling was a little surprised by Lu Qian's sudden question, and said, "My father? Zuoqiu Sheng, what's the matter?"

Sure enough it was him!

Huliu City, the master of Taiyang Gate, Zuoqiu Sheng!
This Zhao Youde, conspired with the Zhu family, and secretly wrote a letter to Zuoqiu Sheng.

This old guy's move really surprised Lu Qian.

How did he meet Zuoqiu Sheng?
But Zuoqiu Sheng saw the letter and knew that Lu Qian was in danger, instead of rescuing him, he called for his corpse and ghost by name!
This is even more weird.

Zuoqiu Sheng's reply letter to Zhao Youde, although the words were very polite.However, judging from the attitude of the young man in black towards Zhao Youde, Zuoqiu Sheng obviously didn't value Zhao Youde very much.

It's normal not to care.As far as Zuoqiu Sheng is concerned, under normal circumstances, it is impossible for him to have any relationship with a villager like Zhao Youde.

Lu Qian reckoned that Zhao Youde was able to catch up with Zuoqiu Sheng's line, probably because of their relationship with the Lu family.He himself should have nothing to do with the Zuoqiu family.

Well, there is one thing that can be concluded.

Zuoqiu Sheng wrote back to Zhao Youde, and dispatched fifty disciples to this remote place. It was Lu Qian who was plotting.

To be precise, it was his dead body.

What does Zuoqiu Sheng want with his own body, and what moreover must he want his ghost?

Zuo Qiuling looked at Lu Qian, and asked suspiciously: "Master, why did you suddenly ask about my father, what happened?"

Lu Qian pondered for a while, and finally did not speak out, but asked: "Your father...has he mentioned me before?"

Zuo Qiuling thought for a while, then shook her head, and said, "No. I just overheard Ni's name when I was a child, and my mother mentioned you later. But she didn't say anything, just saying that our two families have a good relationship, Then I knew there was only one person like you."

Lu Qian listened and nodded.Zuo Qiuling was still young and a girl, so it was normal not to tell her some things.

Later, Lu Qian thought again, why did the original grandfather live well in Huliu City, so why did he suddenly move his family to a small village like Zhaojiatun?
Moreover, according to Zuo Qiuling's description, Yuanchen's father had only been to Huliu City once in all these years.

Is this what Shijiatong looks like?

Lu Qian carefully thought about the previous and subsequent events, and felt more and more that there was an unfathomable weirdness in this matter.

Zuoqiu Sheng knew that the cost of learning paper-cutting would be a great reduction in lifespan, so he didn't learn it himself, and he didn't let his daughter Zuo Qiuling inquire about this trick.

This is normal.

Paper cutting, life scissors.As long as the paper is cut, the lifespan will continue to shrink.

However, if you want to upgrade the paper-cutting technique, you must cut a large number of paper-cutting techniques.

This is an almost insurmountable paradox.

According to common sense, no one can practice paper-cutting to a very high level when their lifespan is exhausted.

And the low-level paper-cutting technique, although it is miraculous, is far from reaching the point where people will die for it.

What's more, what almost all cultivators pursue all their lives is to refine the aura of true spirits, shed their mortal bodies, live forever, and ascend the Dao.

Therefore, lifespan is extremely precious to cultivators, and nothing should be wasted.

The life-consuming sorcery such as paper-cutting is naturally not favored by cultivators.

Therefore, if Zuoqiu Sheng wanted to scheme against him, Lu Qian, it would definitely not be his paper-cutting skills.

Then, what is his purpose in wanting his own corpse and ghost?
At this time, Lu Qian inadvertently glanced at Zuo Qiuling.

A flash of light suddenly pierced through his mind.

He suddenly thought, since no one in the world can raise the paper-cutting technique to a high level, where did this trick come from, and how was it passed down?
If the living cannot practice paper-cutting, then the only ones who can practice it are the dead.

If the dead can practice.

Could it be that Zuoqiu Sheng wanted to turn him into a corpse puppet?

A dead man has no life span.For the dead, it is meaningless to shorten lifespan.

If this assumption is true, then Zuoqiu Sheng's motivation can be explained.

If Zuoqiu Sheng could turn Lu Qian's corpse and ghost into a corpse puppet, he could continue to practice paper-cutting after becoming a corpse puppet.

Then, for Zuoqiu Sheng, it was perfect.

But, can the dead really practice paper-cutting?

Lu Qian didn't know, and he couldn't verify it for the time being.

As for why Zuoqiu Sheng didn't come to him until now after so many years, that's also easy to explain.

Zuoqiu Sheng is a martial artist, he himself does not know the art of refining corpses.Perhaps, he happened to have just obtained a corpse refining technique, so he came up with this idea.

Or maybe...

He couldn't infer the specific details.

However, there is one person who should know something.

At this time, Zuo Qiuling saw that Lu Qian was restless, she frowned slightly, came to him, and asked in a low voice: "Sir, what's wrong with you?"

Lu Qian looked up at Zuo Qiuling, thought for a while, and asked, "There is a man, male, 25 years old, a little over five feet tall, very thin, very fair, very delicate, with red phoenix eyes, a small nose, and a small Mouth, thin lips..."

Hearing Lu Qian's description, Zuo Qiuling was puzzled at first.After hearing it, she suddenly thought of something, and said in surprise: "Master, why did you say... the person you mentioned is very similar to one of my father's disciples?"

Lu Qian asked: "Who, what's his name?"

Zuo Qiuling said, "Tan Yuanguan."

Lu Qian asked, "Are you sure it's him?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly remembered something, immediately picked up the scissors and a piece of paper, and started cutting.

Not long after, the outline of a man appeared.

Paper-cut painting is also a kind of painting.

Zuo Qiuling picked up the paper figurine that Lu Qian had just cut out, looked at it, nodded and said, "That's right, it's him, Tan Yuanguan. He is my father's proud disciple, and he has entered the Ninth Grade and Hundred Refinements five years ago." border."

Lu Qian nodded, and he knew that Zuo Qiuling would recognize him.

Since this Tan Yuanguan could be entrusted with important tasks by Zuoqiu Sheng, he was naturally his very close disciple. Of course, it was impossible for Zuo Qiuling to have no impression of him.

Sure enough, from Zuo Qiuling's mouth, Lu Qian asked his name.

Lu Qian asked, "How is this person?"

Zuo Qiuling thought for a while, and said: "This Tan Yuanguan is an orphan. He was adopted by my father since he was a child. He is almost half his son. I usually call him a senior brother.

My senior brother has good talent in martial arts, is very smart, and is better at handling various things, so he is very valued by my father. "

Lu Qian nodded, it was similar to what he had imagined.If he was an ascetic who only knew how to cultivate, he would not be sent by Zuoqiu Sheng to carry out this kind of task.

From the looks of it, even if this Tan Yuanguan was not the leader sent to Zhaojiatun by the Taiyang Sect this time, he must be its core figure.

Such a person may be able to take advantage of it.

After Zuo Qiuling finished speaking, she said to Lu Qian, "Master, you...you saw him?"

Lu Qian was silent for a moment, then nodded.

Zuo Qiuling's expression suddenly became unnatural.

Some joy, but also some apprehension.

Her hands were crossed together, pinching each other's fingers, looking uneasy.

After a while, she spoke again: "He... is he... in Zhaojiatun right now?"

Lu Qian nodded and said, "Yes. Do you want to see him?"

Zuo Qiuling exhaled, and said, "I'm the husband's man now, and I obey my husband's orders in everything."

Lu Qian gave a "hmm" and said, "Maybe there will be a chance."

After that, he picked up the scissors and started cutting paper again.

His spiritual level has risen to level four, and he can cut fifty sheets of paper every day.

Therefore, today he can still cut out ten sheets.

Lu Qian first cut two hummingbirds, another moon gate, and two crying dolls.

Then, Lu Qian released the two hummingbirds, flew out of the village, extended a distance of ten or twenty miles, and began to investigate.

And the first hummingbird he cut remained at Zhao Youde's house to monitor his behavior.

Although the hummingbird's own reconnaissance information is limited when the land dive does not replace the field of vision, it is better than nothing.

After finishing these, Lu Qian sat on the kang and began to rest his mind.

At this time, it was still early, and there was still plenty of time left for him to act.

However, there are some people who don't want him to rest.

Suddenly, there was a "bang bang bang" knock on Lu Qian's door.

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PS: The climax of the first volume has begun, but it seems to be a bit slow.

In fact, the results of this book are not bad, at least I feel that it is not bad, much better than the previous book.

However, as the collection continued to grow, the follow-up reading dropped by half, and the books of the same period were so intense that I extrapolated and didn't even get the third round of recommendations.

I probably know the reason for the collapse after reading it.But there is no way, I can't see the follow-up data, and I can't get timely feedback.

To be honest, I didn't expect it, it was a surprise.

Since the publication of the book, some people have been criticizing the female supporting role, and even today, some people still criticize me, saying that I can't write female characters.I haven't seen a single person say that this female character is good.

However, one turn, it will bring such a big blow to some people, and make so many silent readers give up directly.

I won't be able to fix it, and I don't know if this character is written well or badly.

Of course, the left ending is doomed, it's just a question of how to write it.

The original tone of this book is Dark Wind, a... very hopeless world, and the protagonist picks up step by step from despair.Personally, I prefer strong contrast.

But it seems a bit too depressing, and most people don't like it. I revised the outline halfway and reversed the direction of the plot.

Perhaps it is better to be a little more joyful and relaxed in web writing.

Long-winded, a little wordy.

Finally, I still ask for a follow-up.

If you don’t recommend it this week, you may have to run naked and put it on the shelves. At that time, you can only subscribe to recommend it.

Hope you all enjoy this book.

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